Wen Mother played peacemaker between the two.
"It's all right, it's all right. It's good for a child to have a bit of personality."
"You call this a bit of personality? I think he's deliberately trying to defy me!" Wang Yiwen sat back down angrily.
Wen Mother patted her hand.
Just as everything settled down again, a commotion suddenly broke out at the entrance.
"My God, that girl's outfit is a complete disaster."
"Tell me about it. Every one of those accessories would look gorgeous on its own, but put them together... well, I don't know what to say."
"The thing is, one of those accessories is something I couldn't get before it sold out. Why am I suddenly feeling glad about that?"
"Doesn't that make up for your heartbreak, then?"
"True."
The chatter around them reached Wen Mother's ears too.
Wen Mother instinctively turned around. A girl wearing a puffball dress and hiding her face behind a feather fan stood before her.
"And you are?" Wen Mother suddenly had a bad feeling.
"Mom, it's me." Wen Nuannuan lowered the fan.
"Nuannuan?" Wen Mother looked incredulous. She was just about to reach out when coughing suddenly came from beside her.
"Cough, cough, cough..." Wang Yilin covered his mouth with a tissue, staring at the person before him in disbelief.
Although Wang Yiwen was also a little shocked by her old friend's daughter's tastes, she still slapped her son on the shoulder. Being shocked was one thing, but why was he letting it show on his face?
"Nuannuan? Mom?" Wang Yilin scrambled to his feet, remembering to smooth down his hair as he stood.
"Wang Yilin! Why is it you?" Wen Nuannuan froze too, then hurriedly hid her face behind her fan.
"You two..." Wen Mother looked at them in confusion.